my name is nothingness

The sky was gray, and even though it was early morning, the sky was still a bit dark. It began to rain lightly, and the ground was wet and slippery.

On the rickety carriage, Lianmu was still in a deep sleep, with her head resting on Dazang's lap, breathing rhythmically.Dazang put one hand on Lianmu's shoulder, but looked at the man in purple with his eyes a little seductively.

"It's already dawn." The man stretched, and unconsciously seemed to have fallen asleep.

"That's right. I'm so tired after tossing all night." Dazang rubbed his temples with his hands.The person opposite is the eldest prince Yu of the royal family.Dazo hated Yu.Those who hate him have no rules, and those who hate him are too fickle.The reason Dazang chose to follow him was entirely because he had no better choice for the time being.

"I really envy him that he can sleep so unscrupulously."

Dazang looked down at Lianmu: "If you want, you can do the same."

"Pillow on your lap like him?" Yu said provocatively.

"You know I don't mean that."

Yu turned his head and looked at the pattern next to him: "Do you really think so?"

"what?"

"You said it was just a matter of treating him as a pet."

"It's not like that, or what?"

"I know, I shouldn't interfere with your affairs too much. After all, I just felt too boring at the beginning, and you happened to be bored, so we have been together for so long. It is also I hope you put those annoying people around me The guy made an excuse to get rid of it." Yu looked at Dazang, "I roughly know what you've been thinking for so long."

Dazang smiled bitterly: "It's really hateful, but I never knew what you were thinking."

Yu approached Dazou, looking straight at him with a look that sees through everyone: "Maybe in him, you have found what you have been looking for."

"What?" Dazang looked back at Yu.

Yu laughed: "It's not fun to let others tell you. You have to think for yourself. Everyone has the obligation to see their own heart."

"It's the palace." Zimei said outside.

"Think about it yourself." After speaking, Yu got up and got out of the car to leave.

Dazang thought blankly for a while, picked up Lianmu and got out of the car.

Incense is burned in the house, and the cigarettes emerge, rise, and diverge from the intricately carved pattern holes, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance.This room is much larger than the previous one.The house is filled with all kinds of plants.Stretch your frail body in the yellow sunlight streaming in through the wooden windows.

Lianmu lay on the table and stared blankly at the chrysanthemum that was moved back a few days ago.Da Zang half-closed his eyes on the couch.

"You look at it all day, and it won't open." Dazang said softly.

"Why is it closed for so long?"

"Chrysanthemum is never in a hurry. It is the most well-dressed woman. She has too many skirts, and she needs to comb them layer by layer." Dazang walked to Lianmu and stroked his head, "If there is something not tidy Well, she'll die of grief."

Lianmu looked up at Dazang: "Why bother? She is already beautiful."

Dazang smiled: "Even if she is a beautiful woman, if she doesn't take pity on her beauty, she will be disgusted by outsiders."

Looking into Lianmu's clear eyes, Dazang remembered Yu's words: "Do you know what love is?"

"Love?" Lianmu shook her head, "That kind of thing can't be seen or grasped."

Dazang walked out thoughtfully, and Lianmu was a little at a loss for Dazang's thoughtless question.After a while, seeing that Dazang hadn't come back, Lianmu was afraid that he would be angry, so she also went out.

Dazang heard the sound of Lianmu walking, and looked back at him.The leaves of the trees in the garden had turned yellow or red, and Dazang standing among them smiled softly with his long hair loose.

"Believe it or not. I think I'm in love with you." Dazang stood there and said softly to Lianmu.